Page 74 of Her Every Fantasy

‘I do. I trust you, Bryce.’ With my heart and soul.

His whole body shook in reaction to my words.

Slowing our kiss, his tongue lazily caressed mine as he intensified the pressure of his finger. Slowly, he eased inside and my breath strangled at the intense, weirdly wonderful sensation.

‘God...’

‘Look at me, Savvie,’ he urged.

I met his gaze, burned in the blaze of it. ‘How do you feel?’

‘Good. Great...oh, God.’ My nails dug into his shoulders as the peculiar sensation intensified with each deeper thrust of his finger.

Bryce’s breathing grew choppy and he leaned his forehead against mine. ‘Fuck, Savvie, I need to be inside you,’ he growled.

The depth of his need fuelled mine. Shifting away, I repositioned myself on my hands and knees, my intent clear. ‘Come here, Bryce.’

He didn’t need a second bidding. He rolled on the condom, applied the lube and positioned himself behind me. One hand caressed my spine down to my bottom. The other held on tight to my waist. My pulse thundered, my breath emerging in pants as I felt the probe of his broad head.

At first the pressure was almost searing in its intensity.

‘Breathe for me, love,’ Bryce said gruffly, his hand reverently caressing my back, spine, bottom, anywhere he could reach, while pushing inside me.

Then he was past the tight ring of muscles. And I was gasping at the endless stream of electricity gripping my body. When he pulled out and pushed back in, I screamed, the intensity like nothing I’d ever felt before. ‘Bryce!’

‘God, Savvie. You feel so bloody good.’ A wild shudder shook him and he stilled.

‘Don’t stop! God, don’t stop.’

With another curse, he fell forward, braced himself over me. ‘Never,’ he breathed. ‘Anything you want is yours.’

Again my heart soared, the hope that this would extend beyond this act filling my chest. ‘I want you,’ I said simply.

Words cut off after that, the only sound in the room our groans as I discovered a whole new plane of pleasure piled upon pleasure I’d never dreamed possible. And when I reached the threshold of orgasm all it took to send me over the edge was Bryce’s fingers strumming my clit, the bite of his teeth on my shoulder and his hoarse pleading and I was soaring, stars exploding behind my eyelids.

He followed seconds later, his arms tightening around me as he shouted his release.

Afterwards, he laid us sideways again and gently eased out of me. A quick trip to the bathroom and he was back, tugging me into his arms.

For several minutes, neither of us spoke.

In the falling light, his eyes glinted, and he swallowed hard.

‘Ask me, Savvie. Ask me,’ he implored, looking deep into my eyes.

I swallowed. ‘Truth or dare?’ I whispered.

His eyes darkened. ‘Truth,’ he said again.

I splayed a hand over his heart. ‘Tell me who this belongs to.’

‘You, my beloved rosebud. My heart belongs to you. It’s been yours from the moment I saw you.’

‘You’ve always been the beam of hope in my chaos, Bryce. Even when you weren’t there. Even when I suspected I was making a mistake, I had the thought of you to see me through. To bring me back to myself, whatever that is.’

He placed his hand over mine, imprinting his heartbeat into my skin. ‘That place is right here. For as long as I live, you will own my heart and my love.’

‘I love you, Bryce.’

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